girl let me check

Chapter 211

There is no trace of the stars and the moon, and the summer night is as humid and sultry as a dream.

Fang Weihan and Wen Zhexue looked at each other in silence, both looking worried.

"Did you see something just now?"

Yun Shu threw the melon seed shell in his hand aside, and his petite body turned into clouds that dissipated and gathered again, emerging half a step in front of Fang Weihan.

Her small hands covered Fang Weihan's chest, and the symbols in her eyes flickered.

"I can't see what you saw...but I can detect the flow of time on your body. It is clearly the entanglement of cause and effect during the enlightenment that pulled you into a certain time phantom."

"Time phantom...is it real?"

Fang Weihan lowered his eyes to the ground, looking at the wild grass growing wantonly among the cracks in the bricks.

The warm spring of March, the scorching sun of April, the rain of May and June, they finally sprouted and broke through the ground in July, stubbornly flourishing.

Grass is like people, and people are like grass.In the face of the mighty power of time, what is the essential difference between humans and grass?

"uncertain."

There seemed to be many subtexts in Yun Shu's soft voice that Fang Weihan couldn't understand, as if light and shadow that had experienced thousands of years had been transmitted to his ears.

"Did you know, Fang Weihan? Every Jingtian is a master of probability. There is never absolute correctness here."

The girl in the green skirt's eyes flashed.

"What's the probability that those time apparitions are real?"

The young prince asked again.

"I do not know."

Yun Shu withdrew the palm that was pressing on his chest.

"This is your cause and effect, it has nothing to do with me. I can't figure it out."

Fang Weihan: "..."

He withdrew his gaze from the weeds on the ground and turned to the cold and fairy-like girl in front of him.

The confusion in Wen Zhexue's eyes has not subsided, and the three-point mist of cold autumn has obscured the brilliance of the stars and the moon.

"Senior sister...did you see anything just now?"

Fang Weihan asked softly.

After confirming the condition of his master, Phoenix changed back into the form of a fat bird and went back to run circles.

Wen Zhexue stared at Fang Weihan with her starlike eyes, and suddenly felt that the chains of cause and effect wrapped around her body had dissipated at some point.

So...were all the feelings just now an illusion?

The girl had some doubts about her previous judgment.

She shook her head, and the twinkling in her eyes became dull again.

The clouds dispersed, the wind cleared, the sky was high and the moon appeared, everything returned to the starting point when Fang Weihan entered this courtyard.

Fang Weihan got a negative answer from Wen Zhexue.

He was silent for a moment, and his sword-shaped eyebrows that were originally locked like a door slowly relaxed.

"Maybe I was distracted while practicing my swordplay just now...I saw some weird things."

Fang Weihan smiled freely.

He had no intention of telling Wen Zhexue what he had just seen.

Fang Weihan has been in the world for so many years, and even in interpersonal interactions, he must avoid superficial conversations.

Because of the girl's reticence or her cold and aloof temperament, Fang Weihan was unable to see through Wen Zhexue's personality.

It is better to do less than to do more. Since this time phantom cannot affect your life for the time being, what's the harm in treating it as a fake?

His life was already a mess, and Fang Weihan didn't want to add any more sediment to the turbid water.

"Then senior sister... shall we continue?"

Fang Weihan clenched the Lumen in his hand again and said to the fairy who was as bright as the moon in front of him.

The Mingxiao Sword fell from the sky and returned to Wen Zhexue's hands.

The fairy nodded slightly.

The sound of sword scabbards clashing began again. The frequency of the sound was not high, but every sound was as deafening as knocking on the door of time.

The sound lasted all night.

……

Fang Weihan walked out of the gate of Baiyun Temple, his steps a little sloppy.

There is a sour feeling in the eyes, as if a foreign object has been introduced, and double images appear in everything I look at.

"Yunshu, aren't you sleepy?"

In the time it took Fang Weihan to say a word, he almost tripped over the stone steps at the entrance of the Taoist temple.

Fortunately, he had quick eyesight and quick hands to hold on to the stone wall on the side, otherwise he would have acted like a dog eating shit that was not very elegant.

"Oh, you were too focused on practicing that you didn't notice me."

A soft voice sounded in his mind, with a hoarse tone that sounded like he had just woken up.

"I took a little nap in between."

Fang Weihan weakly accused it:
"Why don't you stay up all night with me? You are too unloyal."

Yun Shu yawned again and complained lazily:

"Come on, didn't you see that the fat bird was so sleepy that he fell asleep on the ground in the middle of the night?"

"Obviously, this time for you senior sisters and brothers to practice swordsmanship is too much for the underworld."

Fang Weihan wanted to continue to accuse, but he was too sleepy now, and his words turned into yawns.

Forget it, I won’t read this crap book today, I’ll go back and take a nap first.

He dragged his tired body back to the Guangling Palace and walked back to his room under Ningbai's worried eyes.

"Ugh……"

Ning Bai looked at Fang Weihan's shaky and shaky steps and sighed helplessly.

"Let's prepare some bullwhip and tiger bones for lunch today and make soup for His Highness."

She grabbed the little maid beside her and gave serious instructions.

"I remember it, Sister Ningbai."

The little maid ran away in a hurry as if she had received some important task.

"What bullwhip?"

Second Master Zhao appeared out of nowhere.

The old man rubbed his hands together.

"Oh, it's a wonderful thing to have tiger bone soup to drink when you come back from playing cards all night."

Ningbai glanced at him expressionlessly, put her hands on her waist, and walked away.

"Second Master, are you going out to play cards again?"

"Let's cut this month's salary by [-]%. It can be used to buy things for His Highness."

"do not!"

Mr. Zhao wailed.

"Your Highness can't finish the drink, can you let the old man drink some too..."

In the room, Fang Weihan lay on the bed without taking off his clothes and listened to their voices.

What bull whip and tiger bone... Ningbai doesn't think I went to a brothel again, right?
Fang Weihan thought dumbfounded.

He wanted to explain, but he was too sleepy.

"It's just right, you sleep with me and I sleep with you... How nice is it to go back to sleep..."

Fang Weihan seemed to vaguely hear such a sentence before losing consciousness.

…………

Fang Weihan felt that his eyes were completely white, his surroundings were empty, and his eyes were filled with snow-like vastness.

He seemed to be standing on the endless snow, with an unknown person's shadow reflected on the snow.

"Yun Shu?"

Fang Weihan struggled to squeeze out these two words from his throat.

His throat seemed to be clogged with thatch, and there was a slight bitterness in the sweetness.

Yun Shu did not respond, and Fang Weihan's words were scattered in the whistling cold wind and disappeared.

"Grass."

A line of Chinese quintessence blurted out, and Fang Weihan struggled to support his body and stand up.

The touch of the ground confirmed his suspicion. It was as cold as sand and crystal clear as glass.

It's snow, it must be snow.

He turned his eyes and looked around but found no trace of anyone.

So...where exactly have I arrived?
Could it be that someone crushed the little moving formation under my pillow while I was sleeping?Look at the endless snowfields around here... Maybe the small teleportation array can't do it yet. It's probably that the big teleportation array directly teleported me to Siberia.

Gee.

Fang Weihan rubbed his hands subconsciously and breathed a sigh of relief.

After completing these two actions, Fang Weihan was stunned for a moment.

No, the surrounding environment is so cold, why doesn't he feel cold?

He was still wearing the brocade robe and single clothes he wore in Changming City. Logically speaking, if he didn't use his blood energy to keep out the cold in this ice and snow, he would soon be frozen into an ice factory.

Yun Shu didn't know what was going on and didn't respond to me...

Ok?
Fang Weihan suddenly felt that this situation seemed a bit familiar.

The same Yun Shu didn't react, the same myself was unaware of the surrounding environment...

Damn it, have you come to the space-time illusion where the dragon bites its tail again?

The more Fang Weihan thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

He couldn't help but laugh with relief, and gave some cordial greetings to Fang Ganyi's ancestors.

Fang Ganyi, your grandma, I haven’t used Chaolong Tail Bite recently, so why do I still dream about you?

Fang Weihan couldn't help but start thinking, why couldn't my ancestor be a beautiful girl with white hair and red eyes?

Maybe he would be a little happier this way.

The howling cold wind blew past his ears, reminding him of where he was all the time.

Fang Weihan calmed down his mood.

If this is Fang Ganyi's memory, what about others?

Fang Weihan was a little dazed.

Don't tell me, Fang Ganyi has turned into snow on the ground.

Just as Fang Weihan was looking far into the distance, trying to find the trace of Fang Ganyi.

A figure gradually came towards him from a distance behind him.

He was tall and broad, with a gilt heavy sword hanging on his waist. His blood-red brocade robe was flying in the air, and the complicated lining was embroidered with bright yellow patterns.

Heavy snowflakes fell from the sky and fell on his back, coating him with a layer of silvery white ash.

Fang Weihan stood there, watching his figure getting closer and closer to him.

Until finally, his figure passed through his body and continued to move forward.

I am just a ghost from the future, how can I influence his actions?
Of course Fang Weihan recognized this person.

Emperor Wu Fang Ganyi, his ancestor.

But Fang Ganyi at this time was very different from the last time he saw him.

He is old, his temples are stained with vicissitudes of life, and his figure is no longer as straight and straight as before.

But the flame in his eyes was not extinguished even half a bit, it was just cast a shadow.

Fang Weihan followed Fang Ganyi not far or near, and their footsteps merged into a row.

It appears to be a valley surrounded by peaks.

Fang Weihan followed Fang Qianyi while looking around at the illusory environment around him.

The reason why he didn't see it at first glance was because those tall mountains were covered with heavy snow, and the original appearance of the peaks could not be seen at all.

How could there be such heavy snow?
Fang Weihan felt a little unbelievable.

How much snow will it take to cover all the surrounding peaks?

Also, what is Fang Ganyi doing here out of nowhere?
He is the emperor now, right? Where are his guards?
Fang Weihan's heart was full of questions, but he couldn't find answers.

He had no choice but to follow Fang Ganyi step by step.

The two of them trekked in the valley for a long time, the slope getting steeper and steeper, and they were already halfway up the mountain.

After Fang Weihan turned a sharp corner, his vision suddenly opened up.

There were no more mountains blocking his sight. At a glance, the plains were covered with snow, and all he could see was thousands of miles of ice.

He keenly noticed that the ground near him was different from the ground far away.

Fang Weihan looked at it intently.

There was only a thin layer of snow on the ground nearby, and underneath the snow was crystal clear ice.

Countless pieces of ice are connected with each other, forming a wide link, which is particularly eye-catching in the snow.

This is a big river, an unstoppable river flowing for thousands of miles.

Long river.

This word popped into Fang Weihan's mind instantly.

Only the Yangtze River and the Great River can have such a magnificent river surface, but the great river is in the far south and there is no way it will freeze.

Then this river is undoubtedly the long river.

Are you actually on a mountain beside a long river?

After learning his location, Fang Weihan became even more confused.

What is this Fang Ganyi doing in this deserted ghost place?
You can't be here for fishing, right?
Fang Ganyi's figure reached a platform halfway up the mountain and slowly stopped.

This platform has obviously been artificially modified, and the marble paved on the ground is the best evidence.

Fang Weihan looked in the direction of Fang Ganyi.

In front of him, there is a tombstone.

There is no word on the tombstone, it is as smooth as a mirror.

"Wordless monument?"

Fang Weihan murmured.

It was like a thunder exploded in his mind.

He seemed to know who the tombstone was for.

Fang Ganyi stared at the simple tombstone in front of him.

"This is the first time I've come here to see you in all these years."

The old emperor said in a nostalgic tone.

He had shed his usual majesty in the court, and at this moment he was like an ordinary old man reminiscing about his past.

"Haha, don't blame me. Who asked you to choose your tomb in such a place? It's not easy for me to come from Changming."

After saying this, Fang Ganyi sighed.

Countless flying snow circled around him and scattered in all directions, like moths chasing the light.

"You... died too soon."

Fang Qianyi held Xuan Yao, stretched out his other hand, and wiped away the cold snow on the tombstone.

"This country is ours now...Does this count as fulfilling the promise I made to you at that time?"

"It turned out to be a good thing for you. You left such a mess to me and walked away."

He said reminiscingly.

Although the snow on the tombstone had been wiped clean by him, Fang Ganyi continued to wipe it as if he was unaware.

"You shouldn't have helped me, you really shouldn't have..."

The old emperor couldn't speak any more.

His hands were trembling a bit, as if he were touching the bones of a loved one.

In the silent world, there was only the whistling of the wind and snow.

He was speechless.

"This is the jade pendant you gave me back then."

Fang Ganyi let go of Xuan Yao and took out a piece of pale cold jade.

"You said you wanted me to embed this jade pendant into your tombstone after you die... ha."

The old emperor shook his head, and with a casual wave of his hand, the jade pendant was shot out like a bullet and roughly integrated into the tombstone.

"I don't know why, but you always like to do these fancy things..."

"But it's not bad. The wordless monument is too dull, and I don't think it's worthy of you. It would look better with such a decoration."

Fang Ganyi grinned and looked relaxed, as if he had regained some of the feeling of his youth.

"Oh, by the way, you asked me to read something... I'll look for it."

He searched for a long time in his robe and finally found a small jade tube.

"Ah, I found it. Let me see what is written..."

The old emperor casually recited:
"The Tianshan Divine Jade is the only one in the world. The power of the sun and the moon is in it. If you want to save her, come here."

"What nonsense are you writing... You might as well let me write it, I still have some literary talent..."

Fang Ganyi sneered disdainfully.

(End of this chapter)